Chapter 38 37 Night in the Boudoir

Chapter 38 37. The boudoir at night

"Just stay here tonight, Mr. Fisher."

Philon rubbed his sore shoulders and said to Fisher. They followed previous data reports to explore the characteristics of the soul, but most of them were Fisher's guesses and could not be confirmed.

And the night was indeed getting deep. Seeing that it was getting late, Philon stopped his research for the night.

Just as he was about to get up, he found that his steam arm was motionless, so he sighed and took down a bottle of lubricant from the shelf next to him, then leaned on the table next to him and said to Fisher,

"Mr. Fisher, could you give me some lubricant? My arm seems to be stuck."

Fisher took the lubricant he handed over and gently tapped the stuck gear on his arm. After a few drops of lubricant, he helped him push the gear with his fingers, and his whole arm spurted steam again. , becomes lighter.

"You have a small steam device behind you?"

Fisher said this as he looked at the glowing object slightly bulging under his shirt behind his back.

"I can't hide it from you. I have installed a small and complicated steam power ring. It consumes very little during normal times, so replenishing energy does not need to be frequent. It can be removed when not in use."

He shook the mechanical arm, then smiled, "But no matter what, it can't be compared to the original one. Okay, it can move again, thank you."

Fisher smiled, put the lubricant next to him on the table, then stood up and stretched, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the small embroidery hanging on the wall of his laboratory. The gryphon is vividly depicted.

"What kind of work of art is this? I have rarely seen such beautiful embroidery."

"Haha, this is a specialty of my hometown Ulen. When I was a child, people nearby were very good at embroidery."

Fisher took a close look at the beautiful embroidery, then suddenly remembered something and said,

"Wulun? I remember it was a coal-producing area in Nali, right?"

Philon also looked at the embroidery, and he looked at it for a long time with Fisher. Then he ended the silence and said calmly,

".Yes."

"Fisher, look, they lent me their toys to play with!"

When she returned to the mansion with Philon, she bumped into Lar playing with a steam toy on the first floor. Behind her were several children adopted by Philon.

Except for the werewolf girl named Qiqi, whose name Fisher still remembered, the others were not very familiar. After all, there were more than ten children here.

After seeing Philon come in, they all ran to him happily and hugged his thigh. Qiqi pointed to Lal in the distance unhappily and shouted,

"Dad, that little dragon took my toy away!"

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Fisher glanced at Lar, who was holding a toy next to him, and then at Rafael, who was looking away, and was speechless for a moment.

It seemed that Fisher's eyes made Rafael a little embarrassed. She explained with some stuttering,

"Lal told them to borrow it for fun, but they didn't understand."

Philon laughed, hugged Qiqi and said to Fisher,

"It's okay, it's just a toy. It's okay to give it to her to play with. Did you guys listen to Sister Feia's advice about drinking milk?"

Qiqi said in his arms,

"Drink!"

"Then what should you do after drinking?"

"sleep!"

Just as Qiqi finished speaking, another werewolf kid next to her grabbed Philon's trouser leg and shouted,

"Dad, you promised to see my paintings tonight!"

"Haha, okay, just in time, can you show the painting to your new dragon friend?"

Philon touched the other person's head, making the tail of the werewolf child named Pochi sway, and his eyes lit up.

"I'll get it right now!"

At this time, Nana, the awesome girl in a skirt at the door of the mansion, also came back. She seems to be engaged in the occupation of assisting the Lord of Philon. She is so busy with things that she has not returned to the house until now.

"Mr. Philon, those werewolves have agreed and are very happy to get this job opportunity."

"That's good, then those demi-humans' lives should be fine."

"Dad, look, this is my painting!"

Pochi ran back from the room, holding a crayon drawing of a green wilderness. In the wilderness were he, other children, and a tall man in a suit, but no facial features were drawn.

"Who is this?" Philon knelt down and pointed at the figure in the suit.

"It's dad. Dad without a mask. Dad must have never worn a mask before, that's why I drew it like this. You will definitely be cured in the future, and you won't need a mask!"

Philon smiled slightly, looked at Fisher, and then smiled,

"Hahaha, these kids are really interesting."

Fisher glanced at Lal, who was chewing the metal toy next to him, with a black line on his face, and hit her little head with his hand, making her stop what she was doing in grievance.

"I want to be a painter in the future, okay dad?"

"Ah, that's an incredible profession. Pochi, you have to work hard. For example, go and have a good sleep now."

"good!"

Filorn touched the child's forehead, smiled and told the maid to take the children back. Many children were still unwilling to go back to sleep, and they had to act like spoiled children and let Ferron coax them to sleep. Ferron followed them into the room distressedly.

"Then we'll say goodbye and go to rest, Miss Nana."

In the living room, Fisher glanced at the bull-like Nana next to him. She didn't have a good impression of Fisher, probably because of the previous incident with Orne, so the expression on her face could only be described as polite.

"Good night, Mr. Fisher, Miss Rafael."

This time, she spoke in dragon language.

Fisher took Rafael and the others upstairs, and before leaving, he asked Laer to put the toy back, otherwise she would definitely sleep with the mechanical car. In fact, she didn't know it was a car at all, she just saw that the thing had four wheels and could be pushed and played.

"Where are Mil and the others?"

"Ah, they came down with us before, but they went back first because there was nothing interesting."

After sending Lal back to Mil and the others' room, while waiting for the room to close, only Fisher and Raphael were left in the corridor. Fisher turned his head and looked at her, causing her to subconsciously avoid his gaze.

"Let's go, go to bed."

". Yeah."

Raphael originally wanted to change clothes directly, but now Fisher was next to her, so she first got into the quilt on the ground, and then rustled her clothes off in the quilt and put them outside.

But Fisher didn't even look at her, he just leaned on the bed, writing something with a feather pen under the light of the bedside lamp.

Most of them were about what he and Filorn had studied today, and there were also some speculations about souls, such as their characteristics and observation methods. Fisher hypothesized in his mind what method could be used to prove it.

Rafael didn't want to look at Fisher, but soon found that Fisher was concentrating on the research at hand and didn't pay any attention to her, so she turned her head and silently looked at Fisher in a shirt on the bed with half of her head exposed outside the quilt.

After writing for a long time, Fisher rubbed his shoulders and put the pen and notebook in his hand on the bedside.

"Get ready for bed, um, are you studying how to defeat me?"

He noticed Rafael who was looking at him next to him, so he asked.

Her red horns illuminated her face, but she couldn't see if her cheeks were stained with cherry color again. She grabbed the quilt with both hands and covered it up a little. Now only her eyes were exposed, and she responded in a low voice,

"Yeah."

"That's good, think more, the probability of success will be greater. I'm turning off the lights."

Fisher turned off the lights. He seemed to have heard the sound of Filron and Nana returning to their bedroom before. He also lay down with the quilt on and put his cane beside the bed to avoid being attacked by the dragon woman in the middle of the night.

Rafael had no intention of attacking him, but she suddenly shared a room with this human being, and for some reason she always felt a little hot, so she couldn't sleep well.

In the silent night, the moonlight outside the window hit the curtains, and there was only the breathing of the two people in the room, and the vague whispers from Mil's room in the distance. It was probably that Laer was thinking about what to eat tomorrow morning, and there were also the sounds of Fasher and Kosher tickling her and being stopped by Mil.

This house was not soundproof, but fortunately Laer's room was far away from Fisher's room, at least farther than the distance from them to Filorn and Nana's room.

Her ears trembled a few times, and she unconsciously began to listen to the sounds outside to dispel the heat in her body.

Soon, there was another sound of opening the door in the corridor outside. It should be the sound of Nana's room opening the door, and the sound of soft footsteps sounded, and she seemed to open the door of Filorn next to her.

"Mr. Philon" Nana's voice was gentle and soft, and it was a little unclear when it came here, "Please let me serve you tonight too"

"Thank you."

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Filon's door closed, and soon, some low breathing sounds and Nana's soft moans came from there.

Rafael's mind was blank for a second, and then his whole face turned red.

Wait, that bull girl and the city lord are

"Fei Fei. Fisher!"

She sat up from the quilt with steam all over her body, and looked at Fisher lying next to her with his eyes closed in panic, "Did you hear it?"

Fisher still kept his sleeping posture, and then opened one eye and glanced at her. After a second of silence, he said,

"Don't listen, go to sleep."

Rafael pursed his lips, and then lay down on the bed again.

Wait, wait, wait

Humans and subhumans too

This is not, this is not...

There are obviously many thoughts, but Rafael's mind clearly has only one simple thing about the union of subhumans and humans. It was like a shock to her worldview, and she couldn't help but start to think wildly.

Then, wouldn't it be a human like Fisher?

Wait, why would I think of Fisher?

But he is also a human, I am a dragon race

No, no, although he is also very strong and powerful, and he is indeed a good person. But first of all, I can't choose him as my tail partner, let alone do that kind of thing.

Yes, that's right

That's it.

She covered her ears with a pillow to prevent the lewd music from entering her ears, but she didn't seem to notice that the scales on her body slowly fell down and became soft because she thought of someone. She hugged her slender tail anxiously, as if she was hugging.

She shook her head and quickly hypnotized herself not to think too much and go to sleep.

Don't think too much! Don't think about that scene! Don't think about Fisher!

Humans and subhumans.

Don't think about it!

Fisher next to him silently opened his eyes, and his expression had become dead fish eyes, because the faint steam with the scent of Rafael began to spread throughout the bedroom again. It was obvious that the guy was thinking about it again.

He wisely didn't speak or make any movements, but just glanced in the direction of Felon's room, not knowing what he was thinking in his mind.

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